To the immense, though, as it shall turn out eventually, premature relief of our Champions of Brutish Macho-Musicianship, there came Q. D. Barrington walking up to their cell's door, with jangling key ring. He proceeded to unlock the door of their cell.

"Good afternoon gents! It seems today is your lucky day! The judge happens to be a great fan of yours - she even showed me one of your albums, that she's...

One fine day, the infamously bloodcurdling rock act Kiff was strolling down Lambeth Road, doing the Lambeth Walk, or, as the case might be, to the degree their Scary Outfits allowed them to.

Passers-by reacted appropriately: elderly ladies shrieked and hid themselves, Japanese tourists took pictures, and someone from Inverness had jumped into the Thames. As might be expected, all this had attracted the attention...